It’s on the verge of full blown Salmonfly season on the Big Hole river, I say verge because we have seen a smattering of bugs each day but not the BIG deal. What has happened recently are the Salmonfly crowds.
They are all good fishermen out to have a great time chasing the elusive FLY as they call it in Melrose. Upwards of 20 boats a day per floating section, but as contrary to some may feal they are good sports and courteous with noble intention. Good fishing has been had by most and really good fishing by a few.
I had a great day yesterday with a favorite angler Chuck and his new fishing buddie Harold or “Doc” as we call him, on the Divide run, we caught upwards of 30 trout all nymphing and found ourselves in a three or four boat float at times, we would stop and let them by, clearing the view we called it.
That night on the way back we unanamousely aggreed to have a Madison day and take our good fortunes over there. I had been fishing the Madi every few days for two weeks and fishing had been good to down right balistic at times.
We get over there and the rains the night before had turned the water a bit but could be for the better.
The day goes without seeing a soul, normal fishing down to 8 mile then the fishing gets as hot as it can get down to Burnt tree. Then suddenly as if god sent a bolt of lightning the wheels come totally off the wagon and we catch two trout to the get out. Guys had a great day and did not say shat about the 10 fish day after 30+ the day before, they liked the no traffic but still it killed me to have fewer fish.
Whats the Moral of the story?????
